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Bring Back Neanderthal Man

     ~ An Eight-Line Treatise on 'Settler Colonialism' ~

         The Apache beat up on the Cheyenne
           and the Iroquois on the Sioux

         Mohawks ‘mohawked’ the Mohicans
           Aztecs turned the Cree into stew … 

         Now Europeans are called ‘settler colonialists’
           but who does America really belong to

         Probably Neanderthal and Cro-Magnon man
             ~ dispossessed by Indians too

Dia de los Muertos

Dia de Los Muertos
Day of the Dead
Originated by Aztecs
Celebrated in Mexico and Philippines

Aztecs called it Miccaihuitl
Catholics call it All Saints Day and All Souls Day
I call it Day of the Dead
Tribute to our ancestral souls

Honoring those in our family who have died
Keeping their memory alive
We celebrate with music, food and drink
festivals and parades

Women dress as La Catrina
Tall female skeleton who wears fancy dress
And a lavish hat
Originally derived to make fun of the rich

Sugar skulls and salt are placed on the ofrendas
Altars built to honor our loved ones
Marigold petals are there to guide spirits back home
Salt  to purify the visiting souls

November 1st and 2nd
When spirits return home
To spend time with their families
Let’s show them a great time!

frightening barn owl masks

I have seen masks that give me a fright
But the barn owl masks are truly not right
They turn the warriors into crying babies.
Running away as if we all have rabies.

The barn owl masks are spooky for sure.
They have scared the Trojans and Aztecs pure.
We think this is why the Mayans ran away.
Have you seen them? Asked my frightened Cousin May.

Teotl Shining Through

Teotl is the shining gold light above everything 
Wearing a mask of white and grey clouds 
Teotl is the breath and wind of all seen and unseen 
Greeting all who return to its arms 

Split a piece of wood, hear a heart pulsating within 
Lift a rock, smell fine incense burning 
Open up a flower bud, see threads interlacing 
Know the turquoise snake shedding its skin 

Be reborn as a splendid tlamatini 
Remaining on the straight narrow road 
Be a passer-by on the slippery land of mud
Walking between maguey and thorns

Walking towards the golden light shining above clouds


Poem inspired by Saying 77 of the Gospel of Thomas combined with Aztec philosophy (especially the concept of "Teotl")

Spoliarium

Masterpiece of an Indio
Legacy of one native Bravo

As I gaze at the piece
Memories of gladiators seize
Under the roofs of soft floors
Are bloodsheds on hard, scratched floors

Have you ever wondered
Why warriors are devoid?
Of worldly possessions unplundered
Die with swords unparanoid

Heroes or heels are subjects
Painted in oil, not Aztecs
Brushed and colored in blood
Mustache of a Maestro in a cloud

Ummmmmmm Become Ymmmmmmm

What makes a word?
Who made each word?
Someone had to, right?
It may have been Adam and Eve.

Or perhaps they sat around staring at apples and fig leaves.
Maybe they hummed, and marched and sang nonsense songs.
Maybe they started making words out of sheer boredom and desperation 
TREE Adam said, pointing. APPLE Eve argued, being a woman.

The cavemen might have been the first to make up words.
They would have started from grunts probably.
UMMMMMMMMMMMM  made more often while eating
Soon turning to YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

The Incas, Mayas and Aztecs might have been the first to use words.
Because they were a bit more advanced. Maybe arguing about it at first
But rapidly giving in to the high priests who somehow became the ones
To convince them to sacrifice a virgin for the crops each year.

They probably had to develop words to be persuasive.
Can you imagine our day without words?
I cannot even imagine a day without typing
Or writing something…

When I Stop Learning

World War two
The properties of gemstones
The Mayans
The Bible
Native Americans
Spirituality
Extra Sensory Perception
Hypnotism
Clairaudience
Palmistry
Assertiveness training
Psychometry
Sociology
Sedona
Near Death Experiences
Psychological Case Studies
Brain Research
Clairasentience
Geology
Aztecs
Egyptians
Horatio Alger stories
Clairavoyance
When I stop being interested in new things
When I stop learning
My dying begins

A Warning To Aliens

When sharks kill people we go hunt them,
though the sea's not our home, it is theirs,
and when we trespass and get kicked in the ass
do the same thing to Lions and bears.
The Aztecs fell foul of the Spanish,
the Incas wiped out by them too,
later Western marauders extended their borders
and took out Commanche and Sioux.
On the side of the Pioneer space probe
you'll find a gold anodized plaque,
in the 70's we sent it, to you we have lent it
but one day we would like it back.
The plaque has a man and a woman,
man's hand raised in peace as you'll see,
but when we cross new frontiers
I think that my main fear
is you won't understand irony.

Teaching High

I left my class tonight full, exhausted.
Every joint aches and barely able to walk.
The trip to the car was barely mustered,
and I reflected a time on the talk.
I had completed a three-hour class
and felt as I had in a marathon.
I had left all that I am in a mass
back there in the class and I had truly won
their hearts and minds by truth-telling them
of Aztecs and conquistadores, Buddhist 
monks on great voyages, ancient times when
there was romance, intrigue and a long line 
of compelling moments were woven last night
into a history that was done right.

Zeros and Ones

Zeros And Ones

Written By. D. Collins 2/25/16


If we read the language of zeros and ones.
We could plot distance far, beyond the sun.
Each binary digit, which only means two.
Is what the Mayans and Aztecs already knew.

An infinite amount of stuff can be represented.
Each cell of matter is tied all up in it.
It’s the one and two.  The Alpha and Omega.
The stuff that’ll make true drama hate ‘ya.

Using zeros and ones explains all religions.
God came from the sky “smiting” with precision.
He probably uses the theory of zeros and ones.
Far more advanced than our standard handguns.

So, when the **** hits the fan, where’ll you be?
Knowing the language, or hiding under a tree?
Zeros and ones  is how we’ll communicate.
The universal language known throughout space.

Mystery

Aztecs ripping out the hearts of sacrifices!
A sacrifice for what? For what is sacrifice?
The cactus looks tasty beyond its prickly surface, the flowers that spring from the greenness withheld are beautiful as color reflects the sun...
If such a thing is possible or is it the sun which reflects color?
Ignorance of my being and surrounding has prevented my knowing and so in truth I know little.
 Yet in doubt I write on.
Eye cannot.
Eye cannot hear.
Eye cannot taste.
Eye cannot smell. 
Eye cannot feel.(typically...unless something flies into eye)
Eye can see!
Oh the scorching sun shines down upon me, exhausting every part of my being.
Yet truly I sit in a library...

The Serpent

I am the one who once traveled by flight and foot
And now I slither around on my round-body
My tongue has always been and still is split in half
In my first stage of life my speeches consisted of fire-bursts, ice-shards, smoke rings, and whirling-wild-winds
Now my speeches are speedy rollings-of-the-tongues and a-spitting venom-filled saliva
Horned was I back in the days after I had hatched out of my egg
Now my mushroom-like head consists of my eyes, my nostrils, and my ears
Once I had massive teeth to help me emasculate my food
And now I must swallow all of my food whole
Many primitive cultures have used me as a symbol for both good and evil
I symbolize the Morning Star, and have been blessed with many different names
Nevertheless, I am worshiped by many cultures of mankind as a powerful being
I am the Light-Bringer, and the Knowledge-Bringer to mankind and am similar to Prometheus
I seduced Eve to bite the apple in order that she may have knowledge and become like Yahweh
I am also Quetzalcoatl, the revered sky god of the Aztecs 
Without the symbolism that mankind has placed upon me I am nothing more than a plain reptile

Atlantis Sunk In the Alantic

Atlantis
> Atlantis broke into Islands three
> Back in ancient antiquity
> The redskin Nations emigrated
> Mound builders on the Mississippi, generated
>
> Some ***** people now in Africa
> Have the very dark reddish hue
> All around the great Atlantic
> Pyramids the Aztecs too.
>
> Atlantis once more was a sinking
> By boat they went to nations new
> Fought ancient Greeks, who were a thinking
> The Dark side nation’s violence grew
>
> The final cataclysm occured
> Rock from heaven drowned the land
> Atlantic full of mud , Solon iinferred
> Then came Egypyt ‘s, outpost  grand
>
> Sons of the law of one god
> Built great pyramid, yes they knew
> Artisans put the blocks together
> Perfect cut with lines so true
>
> Ra Ta and Mercury the Architect......(was Ra the sun god.&.Mercury/Thoth)
> Built this monument of the ages
> Engineering lasting almost perfect..........(Kunkel says water pump Pyramid)
> Forgotten,  Alexandria's  library burned the pages  
 (burnt by Romans last time?)
>Don Johnson

Will She

Why wont you look into my eyes and confide in me?
The support offered within the boundary with limits unexplained like the teaching of 
the Aztecs.

I wont be your fool.
A tool to be used, to feel sorry for you, to be broken and tired of, when I will be 
replaced tomorrow
A borrowed shoulder for false tears
I refuse to lose my emotions this way

You have chosen to ignore what is known to be wrong.  For to long you've carried 
PAIN and Blame in the name for others to use and abuse you.  Leaving no error for 
love.

Reason unknown.
Must be the game.

A well kept secret conspired to hurt leaving shattered , unhealed pieces of a broken 
heart in the wake of so much pain, evil could not bare.

She's a riddle never to be solved.
A problem with a surmise to answer for all questions asked.
Feelings made without love
the tears still burn, will she ever learn?



By Ksmalls

No Fear

The Romans did it to please the gods,
 the Egyptians did it for her,
the Aztecs too for pleasure and the love of a woman,
In war as with the men of troy, or the worriers and the blood they shed,
 in her eyes, in her heart...all for her love,
 with honor with out thought to die as a loved man,
Wars were fought and as solders dye they were on there minds,
 as endless battles raged a loved one closed their eyes,
shivery made of heart, tenacity of love as they fell to the sand,
I see how it was done,
 how they willingly died,
 it's what I would do for you because of you...I can

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